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Loose Leafs Video (MV)




Performed By: Soulllfoo
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: GLEN STEFFON LEE




Soulllfoo - Loose Leafs Lyrics
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Mr Mr
Mr timberland Timberland
I know you fumbling
Like u Serena at Wimbledon
Venus is listening
Ya watch is glisten
Ya tied to Michigan
We kin to Nephilim
This the soul foo sacraments
You don't really wanna let us know who we are
Reaching for some help
But u standing from a far
And Mr. Levi
I know who ya are
Ya got damn logo
On a ya pants is a scar
But I ain't got no money
For them true religion jeans
I lost my faith
But I found my dreams
Just trynna show my momma everything she mean
Cause she my queen
She just think
That I'm going to hell cause
Cause I 'ont believe
In the stories they tell
They written well
But the evils they dwell
My soul can't reach
So I rather not seek
So they label me
Another Daffy Duck
I 'ont give a f*ck
I'm still wealthy as f*ck
I'm still wealthy as f*ck
I'm still wealthy as f*ck
In this life
They tell u live like
Ya bizz Markee
On shopping spree
But u ain't get them samples cleared
Ain't that a bitch
So u running round
Bummpin' this
Cuz u know this shit
Is all made by a myelinated man
With a Asiatiacs head band on
To conceal my dome
From all u got damn clones
On the throne trynna phone home but ets gone
And the illuminatti
Ain't build the pyramids
Them niggas don't even know what year it is
They confiscated all our dividends that's land for all u curious kids
And rip to miss Afeni Shakur
A black panther
Who was hoovers cancer
This forbidden knowledge
Bring you cancers answers
I'm such a OG
You niggas can't control me
I'm riding 4 deep
Droppin bliss off in these streets
My papa told me
Nigga ain't shit free
So why you steadily hustling
For these loose leafs
I'm such a OG
You niggas can't control me
I'm riding 4 deep
Droppin bliss off in these streets
My papa told me
Nigga ain't shit free
So why you steadily hustling
For these loose leafs
On the phone
With reverend Jessie Jackson
He said damn nigga
You bout that action
What about the masses
You giving em classes
Keep this shit up
And we gon all need glasses
Ya 4 eyes
Bow ties
And Bean pies
I can substitute it all
For some green gods
Cause in fact
This mac
Might change ya life
Cause the
Trynna keep ya rights
Y'all niggas got me f*cked up
Y'all niggas got me f*cked up
Y'all got me all the way
Y'all got me all the way
Y'all got me all the way
I'm such a OG
You niggas can't control me
I'm riding 4 deep
Droppin bliss off in these streets
My papa told me
Nigga ain't shit free
So why you steadily hustling
For these loose leafs
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English

Mr Mr
Mr timberland Timberland
I know you fumbling
Like u Serena at Wimbledon
Venus is listening
Ya watch is glisten
Ya tied to Michigan
We kin to Nephilim
This the soul foo sacraments
You don't really wanna let us know who we are
Reaching for some help
But u standing from a far
And Mr. Levi
I know who ya are
Ya got damn logo
On a ya pants is a scar
But I ain't got no money
For them true religion jeans
I lost my faith
But I found my dreams
Just trynna show my momma everything she mean
Cause she my queen
She just think
That I'm going to hell cause
Cause I 'ont believe
In the stories they tell
They written well
But the evils they dwell
My soul can't reach
So I rather not seek
So they label me
Another Daffy Duck
I 'ont give a f*ck
I'm still wealthy as f*ck
I'm still wealthy as f*ck
I'm still wealthy as f*ck
In this life
They tell u live like
Ya bizz Markee
On shopping spree
But u ain't get them samples cleared
Ain't that a bitch
So u running round
Bummpin' this
Cuz u know this shit
Is all made by a myelinated man
With a Asiatiacs head band on
To conceal my dome
From all u got damn clones
On the throne trynna phone home but ets gone
And the illuminatti
Ain't build the pyramids
Them niggas don't even know what year it is
They confiscated all our dividends that's land for all u curious kids
And rip to miss Afeni Shakur
A black panther
Who was hoovers cancer
This forbidden knowledge
Bring you cancers answers
I'm such a OG
You niggas can't control me
I'm riding 4 deep
Droppin bliss off in these streets
My papa told me
Nigga ain't shit free
So why you steadily hustling
For these loose leafs
I'm such a OG
You niggas can't control me
I'm riding 4 deep
Droppin bliss off in these streets
My papa told me
Nigga ain't shit free
So why you steadily hustling
For these loose leafs
On the phone
With reverend Jessie Jackson
He said damn nigga
You bout that action
What about the masses
You giving em classes
Keep this shit up
And we gon all need glasses
Ya 4 eyes
Bow ties
And Bean pies
I can substitute it all
For some green gods
Cause in fact
This mac
Might change ya life
Cause the
Trynna keep ya rights
Y'all niggas got me f*cked up
Y'all niggas got me f*cked up
Y'all got me all the way
Y'all got me all the way
Y'all got me all the way
I'm such a OG
You niggas can't control me
I'm riding 4 deep
Droppin bliss off in these streets
My papa told me
Nigga ain't shit free
So why you steadily hustling
For these loose leafs
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Writer: GLEN STEFFON LEE
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